Volume 1, Chapter 62: Coercion in the Secret Room

When she regained consciousness, she found herself in a dim, secluded chamber.

Lifting her gaze, she saw the wooden racks all around densely hung with various instruments of torture: iron chains gleaming with a cold light, sharp and menacing hooks, leather whips embedded with barbed thorns...

Every single one of them was stained with dried blood that had darkened to the color of rust.

Lin Fengyuan’s eyes were wide with shock as he looked at the unfamiliar Ye Linghui before him, finding the sight utterly incredible.

At the same time, a sense of relief washed over him; this was not necessarily a bad outcome. With Ye Linghui here, she at least had someone to lean on.

Pei Jun let out a dry, awkward chuckle. "So you see, she is the bane of my existence. How about it, won't you let me marry you?" Pei Jun asked in a pleading tone.

"I don't know, I don't know... He was just shrouded in mist like that, and suddenly appeared before us."

Catching the doctor's thoughtful gaze, Yixia only then realized that she had actually been holding Jiang Sheng’s hand the entire way as they crossed over half of the campus.

"The reason why the reputation of our Three Ultimates Sect is not very favorable in the Lingyun Continent has a great deal to do with that period of history."

Yet she had not expected that along the way, all of her senior martial brothers would remain seated in meditation and silent, refusing to spare her, their junior brother, a single extra word, thus making it impossible for her to fulfill Master's injunction.

Yixia felt that over these years in the Chen family, she had not actually suffered any disadvantages. Chen Fang-ping had given her everything she was due, and she had even learned other skills—for instance, exceptional disguise was one of them.

Pei Jun felt his head ring with a deafening roar, nearly causing him to faint. "Feng Yanran!" he bellowed. When he had left, Mei'er had been perfectly fine. He was a physician himself, and he knew the state of Mei'er's health inside out; aside from a slight frailty, she was as well as could be.

Look at that—there was nothing wrong at all, yet someone had almost deliberately pinned the label of misconduct on her. Now that her name had been cleared, those people naturally felt humiliated, as stinging and burning as if they had been slapped across the face.

Qin Jiuzhou looked at the mute puppet stone statues that only knew how to work. He nodded with satisfaction, pulled out a recliner, and lay down on it, lazily watching the puppet statues chop wood.

Hearing this, Li Muhuai's expression shifted slightly as he thought of the nano-combat suit on his body.

There were penalties for player death: dying once meant dropping three levels, and all equipped items carried on one's person would be dropped.

The vast majority of horror enthusiasts in the team had never imagined that one day they would get to consume something of such a high tier.

After wrapping Su Xingmi up warmly and offering her thanks once more, Xiao Yanzheng scooped her up in his arms and strode directly away.

If one were to fail this particular exam, they would even have to face the consequences of not being able to graduate smoothly, or perhaps even being forced to retake the course.

Youth, self-confidence, and a pride emanating from deep within one's bones—perhaps these could only be possessed by those with a decent family background and substantial means.

"Hehe, I'm quite curious to see just how long he can keep up this act," Sun Huan said, his smile full of playful mockery.

Back then, he had suffered several gunshot wounds, and it was I who carried him all the way to the rear hospital to save him.

Even though he had shaken off his pursuers, Wang Feng reacted as if someone was still chasing from behind, flooring the accelerator the entire way.

Ziyang and Zhang Fei directly leaped in using their second abilities, triggered the Scimitar of Heaven, and immediately applied a slowing effect.

One must know that the divine runes cast by Zhang Chu definitely surpassed the divine rune strikes of most Spirit-Building realm cultivators. If the vine armor could withstand divine runes, then Zhang Chu could dispense with defense altogether when facing many living beings in the future.

After turning on the lights, Lin Bei discovered that the fellow lying on the ground was none other than Chen Sheng.

Although the affectionate man's expression could not be seen at the moment, his embarrassment seemed palpable even through his face mask.

The sea would be extremely turbulent these next few days. The Federation had originally planned to arrive at the Thirteenth District port in three days, but that schedule would likely be delayed for a long time, not least because the X Research Institute would be stirring up trouble behind the scenes.